Haihaus

I am comfortable with the night I let her wrap her shadow around me cloaking the reflection of skin and bone hiding what is and isn’t where it should.

in the movies they show people holding on, bare handed to the ledge of a cliff moments from a scene ending fall yet, here I am struggling to, hold on, even with the best of calluses on my hand for I seem to reach the scene ending before the movie does.

in my head sits a house with a yard I’ve studied every detail of the windows and the embroidery on the door inside I know the layout of every bookcase and how the sunlight garnishes the tile on the floor and even which hook to hang my coat upon I know the…

When you are dead and buried no one will know the mountains you have climbed they will not know the passes that you took or the ridge lines you backed out of.

Son, the night shifts here are long, and many of your clients are already afraid of you, but some are already distant from life itself, and those are the easy jobs, they’ll blindly follow.

We’re told to live a life beyond ourselves and what our bodies are so we struggle with the idea that mortality will in time come to tell us how we failed and we fear our freedom and what others might do with theirs to reach outside themselves we struggle…

When we were children they told us to stop looking up, as if the answers didn’t come from up there, so we gave up on the heavens and, began to look down at our feet.

I used to want to be like a bird, To soar from peak to peak, landing where I please, To speak through song, without word, To follow such graceful order without lease.

This collection was made for the Gorge Refuge Stewards’ annual photo competition and submitted in 2023.